She said you want? He said ok She said we stand? He said we'll lay. She said my gown He said it's off. She said don't be.. He said too rough? She said in yet? He said yeah, why? She said you sure? He said you're dry. She said your touch He said that help? She said not much He said you whelp! She said you done? HE said the end. She said so long. He said bye friend.
Great poem! You know, this kind of thing always happens when you dare to go swimming in the winter. He'll jump right in (a macho thing) while she, (the smarter of the two) stands at the side looking at the cold water, thinking "no way". (staying dry) Just my interpretation (not avowing it's the correct one)
Yanno?...Old LongJohn's gonna really get tired of us writing about him all the time.......I remember the last time he was telling me about slipping six inches to his sweet wife....it was on his honeymoon if I recall...of course, he had to do it three times to give her six.....He's a real Casanova yanno?....Puts on some of that Tommy Hilfiger underwear, a little after shave (Catch of the Day's his favorite), and he's fit for a queen!....Of course yanno, old Casanova wasn't the greatest lover anyhow.....it was that other fella...."Came-alot?"
on the threshold of a dream
Don't be discouraged by all these critics. They lack the sensitivity to understand that even you have problems. The next time she catches you wearing her gown during the Boy's Night poker party, just fold instead of standing pat or laying down your hand. As for shuffling the cards.. yannow, if you don't bend them back so far and treat them so rough, they'll last a lot longer.
Cape Cod Massachusetts USA
That's right Nan...this is not the proper forum as LongJohn said,...now then,,I happen to have a little forum right here in my office, (not the oval office by the way), and I don't even smoke cigars?...So, ya wanna make some rhythm?......